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You don't fuck with us nigga the fuck you mean
The fuck you mean
Don't fuck with us nigga fuck is you talking

Gimme Watcha Got

Lil Wayne

Exclusive [Bonus Tracks/DVD]

2007

Ladies and gentlemen (ladies and gentlemen) gentleman, gentleman, gentleman
You are tune in to the very best,
So beautiful, Jazzy Phizzle,
Chris

trying to get paid
I mean look at how well I have my stuff displayed
And the cars drive by in a frickin parade
Cuz I've been doing this for almost two

niggas kiss it
Pop my shit, I’mma pop my shit
Wok in me, it’s why I walk like this
Ringtone off, cause I don’t fuck with them bitches
Plug got them beans,

kiss her
Diamonds on me dancing like Chris Brown
You said I wouldn't make it, well, bitch
I'm the shit now little bitch, sit down
Kicking in your trap

needed someone like I need you.

Vocals and synths performed by Chris Hutton
Additional drum programming by Adam Watts
Produced by Chris Hutton and Adam

eyes are a shade blood burgundy
The way that we kiss is unlike any other way
That I be kissin' when I'm kissin' what I'm missin'
Won't you listen?

Brown

This that sns shit nigga you already know whats going on

Ayy

Young nigga got them bands
Falling out my hand
Chris Brown diamonds dance
Bitches

you whip me if I misbehave
It's just that no one makes me feel this way
Eeeeyayyyyaah... TAKE HER DOWN
Bih no Chris Brown
KISS KISS
No bitch
No Chris

Ill Na Na

Foxy Brown

Ill Na Na

1996

One time
Huhh, all up in ya like a bone when I
Johnny Blaze, the Iron Lung
Foxy Brown, the ill na na (yeah, see'mon, yeah, see'mon)
Destination

Smoking Mr Gas Boy, It's 400 a ounce
My weed too pricey, Yea I just fucked a Pisces
Chris Brown, I think that she like me
That money, The only thing I see

out
Pull your chair out before you sit down
All on me, I even got the tip down
Take my hand we can dance like Chris Brown
(What's up?)
You already know

each one of your moves

Wanna dive in skies
In your deep brown eyes
Kiss you through the night
Make you my honey boo

Take me to new heights
In your deep

When the leaves turn brown
And they cover this lonely town
And I miss your kiss
When the leaves turn brown

I'm my own devil, lot gives me hell
And I

can't stay complacent
She eat me up on a Saturday
I'm feelin' tight, that's the kiss and say
Yeah by the bell, that's bliss, oh la da da da
Cut

Kiss Me, Miss Liberty

John Wesley Harding

John Wesley Harding's New Deal

1996

In Westminster, the bell fell down
Took three hundred years to touch the ground
Fall leaves drifted by and turned brown
A foreign plane was downed

won't remember
You took piece by piece
Till nothing was left rolled your dice
And played me like a bet
When the sun goes down
So does my time with you
I

but a Creator's gifted hands
As in, I hear heaven when I think of you
It sounds like that Chris Brown song we sang as kids
As if we knew the magnitude

play with it (yeah)
Don't play with it (yeah)
Don't play with it (yeah)
Don't play with it, baby
(Chris Brown, where you at?)

If you want it, you should

rewind it
Imma boss
Rick Ross
Drippin all this
Big sauce
Drive by
Bodies fly
Like a fucking
Kick off
Yeah the piece
Giving heat
On ya block like Chris Bosh

Leave my food by the microwave, kiss the baby goodnight
It's my time to shine it's playtime tonight
I'ma try to stand my ground, know when I fall
I left

I once met a guy on a dating app
He uhh, goes by the name Christopher
Anyway, Chris, wait is it cool if I call you Chris
Hey Chris

I don't mean

at me
Really, you listen to Chris Brown too much
I guess that blonde really got in your head
While I'm highlighting things I never liked that you did in

but back in da day I was chris brown on some taking shit

Chocolate hershey kiss she wanna kiss my face
Hit the ground running niggaa I'm a race
I can't